Rice Queen
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
7,667
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
It's snowing
Chapter Three already. This is an accomplishment for me, even if the chapters are so incredibly short, but what do you expect from plot-less, pointless, uncharacterized sex? I’m thinking this chapter will be much happier, and while the sex will still be prevalent, it’ll be…happy. I’m going to attempt to incorporate as little sexual violence into this chapter as possible, so sorry to all who will looking forward to that. I promise you some good fun next time around, kk, loves?
As always this is a work of fiction, if you don’t like the thought of two teenagers boinking, then you don’t read on. However, you can still flame me. I’d love you for the entertainment value, seriously.
P.S., Thanks for pointing out the weird error for me. ._. it seems when I use the little heart with the three and the bracket it deletes the text within...
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I shivered and silently slid closer to Robert, pressing my body up next to his and collecting his body heat. He wrapped his arms around me, gently stroking the back of my head.
It still felt odd to do this, after so much obscured violence it felt out of place for such tenderness, and yet, the other 90% of the time that was the way we were. No person shows one face all of the time and we were prime examples of that.
During those agonizing moments of pure pleasure we revealed our true selves to each other, the young minx showed just how weak she truly was, and the ‘nice guy’ exposed his true dominancy. I kissed his lips softly then, snuggling myself closer to him an allowing myself to fall asleep.
*
“It’s snowing.” Robert said cheerfully, combing my bangs back from my eyes so I could see properly.
“Eh?” I mumbled softly.
“No school, you slept all day, well, most of it.” He giggled, pointing towards his clock. 12:51 PM. I shook my head at myself, wondering how I had managed to sleep for so long when both Robert and I had the whole day to ourselves. My parents had left the day before to visit my older sister in Ontario and would be gone for a week, which normally would be a delicious set up for a cliché for any other teenagers was for us simply a week we could spend together for once. It was wonderful to be able to act like a real couple and not have to worry about someone lording over you, for if my parents had been home this morning and caught us together like this both of us would be lacking in the area of genitalia.
“Meh.” I muttered sitting up in the bed and allowing the blankets to fall off of me. I had begun to refuse to wear clothing when we were alone together for the sheer thrill of it. “Wanna play DDR?”
“Won’t that hurt your boobs?” He asked, tilting his head but going for the mat nonetheless.
“…Good point.” I whispered, wandering off to get dressed. For a long moment I gazed at myself in my mirror, examining my body, allowing myself to become entranced in my small waist and large breasts. Slowly I ran my hands down my waist and over my hips, taking great delight in the smoothness of my skin. I shuddered and turned away, dressing myself in a disgustingly slutty looking workout outfit. Short-shorts and an icky shrunken sweater.
Why do I even buy this shit? I wondered, gazing at my reflection. I wouldn’t hit it; if I won’t hit it something must be terribly wrong. Would it really be that painful to just play in my underwear? I shrugged, pulling the fugly clothing from my body. How is it that I looked classier in a pair of Hello Kitty panties and a matching bra than I did in the previous get up?
“Forget the DDR,” I whined, sliding back into Robert’s room. “Let’s go make snow angels.”
“You serious?”
“Deadly.” And so the day went on and on like this, hours and hours of pointless drivel to which I shall not expose you. While there wasn’t much that could be said about our choice of activities I could be certain that time would be much more well wasted later on in the day.
I giggled, falling into a chair at the table, pressing my legs as tightly to Roberts as psychics would allow. I took a deep sip from my hot chocolate and shivered. My nipples had long since hardened from the cold and the skin everywhere else on my body felt tight and sensitive as well. “Poor Baby.” Robert whispered softly, stroking my belly lightly. “You’re so cold.” He muttered, wrapping his arms around my body.
I leant myself up against him, smiling tenderly. I kissed his neck gently, slowly trailing kisses up to his earlobe, and then across his jaw line to his lips. “You taste so sweet.” He whispered, caressing my back gently. I whimpered and pulled myself into his lap, squirming about and pathetically attempting to deepen our kiss. “Do you want me to warm you up, baby?” He asked quietly, biting down on my lower lip lightly.
I nodded my head quickly, feeling very much like a little girl. I squirmed again, noting that his hard on was pressing against the crotch of my panties through his pants already. Smiling he lifted me in his arms and carried me to my bedroom. Still smiling he laid me on my bed, spreading my legs and slowly peeling my soaked silken panties from my legs.
A whimper escaped my lips as I felt his warm tongue dart out of his mouth and slowly lick my tiny clit. I squirmed weakly; indulging myself in the wonderful feeling this brought. He began to move his tongue faster, pressing it harder against the impossibly sensitive flesh, heightening my pleasure.
Little moans and pants filled the small room, my hands balled into fists at my sides, gripping the sheets tightly in my hands causing all the color to drain from my fingers. It felt so wonderful. I moaned louder as his tongue slid away to gently lap at the soft lips of my pussy, two of his fingers now pressed against my clit.
“Anhh...” I cried out, arching my back highly and pushing myself closer to him as my body trembled with orgasm. “Please don’t stop, please don’t…please…don’t,” I begged, squeezing my eyes shut as he continued on. Already my body was drenched in sweat from the incomprehensible pleasure he was bringing me.
Carefully Robert slid on top of me, peeling my bra from my body and chucking it aside. He easily lifted my weakened body and rested all of me on the bed. Slowly he licked at one of my nipples, pinching the other delicately in his hand. “Robert….Robert…Robert?” I whispered, repeating his name three times in some nearly obsessive-compulsive way. “Robert,” four times now… “ I want you to really, truly fuck me now. Please?” I begged.
He lifted his head, gazing at me quizzically before nodded his head slightly. My mind wandered for a split second as I wondered where my theory of his split personality had come from. I smiled to myself. Maybe it had been me all along…
I whimpered loudly, arching my back as he penetrated me slowly. It felt so good, so devilishly pleasurable and strange for him to be so soft and sensuous. It felt almost out of place to have him kissing my neck as he thrust in and out of my lithe body, so odd for him to nibble on my soft, pink nipples.
My arms wrapped around his back, my hands unconsciously stroked his back. Very slightly he quickened his pace and my cries of pleasure grew louder. My noises grew louder still with each trust of his large cock into my tight body. I felt as if I were elevated above any pain or pleasure that mankind has come to know. My noises turned to screams as an orgasm suddenly struck my body, an odd, previously unknown fluid seeping out of my body.
I squirmed, bucking my hips, trying to get the best of this feeling. It felt as if everything had frozen in place just for me, just so I could feel this. I gasped aloud when it was over, my muscles relaxing as the mind-blowing pleasure passed. “And that would be the G-spot.” I muttered, kissing Robert as deeply I could manage, stroking his cock, begging for him to come on my breasts. I whimpered in delight as he exploded on my silky skin.
“That was so wonderful. I think I love you even more than I did before!” I said with a giggle, hugging him tightly. “Wanna share a shower?”
“Sounds like a plan.” He said cheerfully as I grabbed him by the wrist as dragged him into the next room over.
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See? No sexual violence! Just mild Bukkake and female ejaculate. -_- Good times, good times. And to those who were wondering (like you exist) I’ve never actually experience the mythical G-spot orgasm. COME LIBERATE ME! Please?
Oh yes, and another thing you might be wondering about, I’ve referred to semen as ‘milky white poison’ or something alone those lines quite often, and well, that’s just me trying to be all metaphorical and morbid. *Rolls eyes* Didn’t work, did it? Nope.
As always, comment and your fellow fictional man will get laid. You’ll be going all mankind a wonderful favor.
Love ya! ^_^
Comment/Review
X-posted to Http://xfetish_kittenx.livejournl.com and AFF.net
As always this is a work of fiction, if you don’t like the thought of two teenagers boinking, then you don’t read on. However, you can still flame me. I’d love you for the entertainment value, seriously.
P.S., Thanks for pointing out the weird error for me. ._. it seems when I use the little heart with the three and the bracket it deletes the text within...
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I shivered and silently slid closer to Robert, pressing my body up next to his and collecting his body heat. He wrapped his arms around me, gently stroking the back of my head.
It still felt odd to do this, after so much obscured violence it felt out of place for such tenderness, and yet, the other 90% of the time that was the way we were. No person shows one face all of the time and we were prime examples of that.
During those agonizing moments of pure pleasure we revealed our true selves to each other, the young minx showed just how weak she truly was, and the ‘nice guy’ exposed his true dominancy. I kissed his lips softly then, snuggling myself closer to him an allowing myself to fall asleep.
*
“It’s snowing.” Robert said cheerfully, combing my bangs back from my eyes so I could see properly.
“Eh?” I mumbled softly.
“No school, you slept all day, well, most of it.” He giggled, pointing towards his clock. 12:51 PM. I shook my head at myself, wondering how I had managed to sleep for so long when both Robert and I had the whole day to ourselves. My parents had left the day before to visit my older sister in Ontario and would be gone for a week, which normally would be a delicious set up for a cliché for any other teenagers was for us simply a week we could spend together for once. It was wonderful to be able to act like a real couple and not have to worry about someone lording over you, for if my parents had been home this morning and caught us together like this both of us would be lacking in the area of genitalia.
“Meh.” I muttered sitting up in the bed and allowing the blankets to fall off of me. I had begun to refuse to wear clothing when we were alone together for the sheer thrill of it. “Wanna play DDR?”
“Won’t that hurt your boobs?” He asked, tilting his head but going for the mat nonetheless.
“…Good point.” I whispered, wandering off to get dressed. For a long moment I gazed at myself in my mirror, examining my body, allowing myself to become entranced in my small waist and large breasts. Slowly I ran my hands down my waist and over my hips, taking great delight in the smoothness of my skin. I shuddered and turned away, dressing myself in a disgustingly slutty looking workout outfit. Short-shorts and an icky shrunken sweater.
Why do I even buy this shit? I wondered, gazing at my reflection. I wouldn’t hit it; if I won’t hit it something must be terribly wrong. Would it really be that painful to just play in my underwear? I shrugged, pulling the fugly clothing from my body. How is it that I looked classier in a pair of Hello Kitty panties and a matching bra than I did in the previous get up?
“Forget the DDR,” I whined, sliding back into Robert’s room. “Let’s go make snow angels.”
“You serious?”
“Deadly.” And so the day went on and on like this, hours and hours of pointless drivel to which I shall not expose you. While there wasn’t much that could be said about our choice of activities I could be certain that time would be much more well wasted later on in the day.
I giggled, falling into a chair at the table, pressing my legs as tightly to Roberts as psychics would allow. I took a deep sip from my hot chocolate and shivered. My nipples had long since hardened from the cold and the skin everywhere else on my body felt tight and sensitive as well. “Poor Baby.” Robert whispered softly, stroking my belly lightly. “You’re so cold.” He muttered, wrapping his arms around my body.
I leant myself up against him, smiling tenderly. I kissed his neck gently, slowly trailing kisses up to his earlobe, and then across his jaw line to his lips. “You taste so sweet.” He whispered, caressing my back gently. I whimpered and pulled myself into his lap, squirming about and pathetically attempting to deepen our kiss. “Do you want me to warm you up, baby?” He asked quietly, biting down on my lower lip lightly.
I nodded my head quickly, feeling very much like a little girl. I squirmed again, noting that his hard on was pressing against the crotch of my panties through his pants already. Smiling he lifted me in his arms and carried me to my bedroom. Still smiling he laid me on my bed, spreading my legs and slowly peeling my soaked silken panties from my legs.
A whimper escaped my lips as I felt his warm tongue dart out of his mouth and slowly lick my tiny clit. I squirmed weakly; indulging myself in the wonderful feeling this brought. He began to move his tongue faster, pressing it harder against the impossibly sensitive flesh, heightening my pleasure.
Little moans and pants filled the small room, my hands balled into fists at my sides, gripping the sheets tightly in my hands causing all the color to drain from my fingers. It felt so wonderful. I moaned louder as his tongue slid away to gently lap at the soft lips of my pussy, two of his fingers now pressed against my clit.
“Anhh...” I cried out, arching my back highly and pushing myself closer to him as my body trembled with orgasm. “Please don’t stop, please don’t…please…don’t,” I begged, squeezing my eyes shut as he continued on. Already my body was drenched in sweat from the incomprehensible pleasure he was bringing me.
Carefully Robert slid on top of me, peeling my bra from my body and chucking it aside. He easily lifted my weakened body and rested all of me on the bed. Slowly he licked at one of my nipples, pinching the other delicately in his hand. “Robert….Robert…Robert?” I whispered, repeating his name three times in some nearly obsessive-compulsive way. “Robert,” four times now… “ I want you to really, truly fuck me now. Please?” I begged.
He lifted his head, gazing at me quizzically before nodded his head slightly. My mind wandered for a split second as I wondered where my theory of his split personality had come from. I smiled to myself. Maybe it had been me all along…
I whimpered loudly, arching my back as he penetrated me slowly. It felt so good, so devilishly pleasurable and strange for him to be so soft and sensuous. It felt almost out of place to have him kissing my neck as he thrust in and out of my lithe body, so odd for him to nibble on my soft, pink nipples.
My arms wrapped around his back, my hands unconsciously stroked his back. Very slightly he quickened his pace and my cries of pleasure grew louder. My noises grew louder still with each trust of his large cock into my tight body. I felt as if I were elevated above any pain or pleasure that mankind has come to know. My noises turned to screams as an orgasm suddenly struck my body, an odd, previously unknown fluid seeping out of my body.
I squirmed, bucking my hips, trying to get the best of this feeling. It felt as if everything had frozen in place just for me, just so I could feel this. I gasped aloud when it was over, my muscles relaxing as the mind-blowing pleasure passed. “And that would be the G-spot.” I muttered, kissing Robert as deeply I could manage, stroking his cock, begging for him to come on my breasts. I whimpered in delight as he exploded on my silky skin.
“That was so wonderful. I think I love you even more than I did before!” I said with a giggle, hugging him tightly. “Wanna share a shower?”
“Sounds like a plan.” He said cheerfully as I grabbed him by the wrist as dragged him into the next room over.
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See? No sexual violence! Just mild Bukkake and female ejaculate. -_- Good times, good times. And to those who were wondering (like you exist) I’ve never actually experience the mythical G-spot orgasm. COME LIBERATE ME! Please?
Oh yes, and another thing you might be wondering about, I’ve referred to semen as ‘milky white poison’ or something alone those lines quite often, and well, that’s just me trying to be all metaphorical and morbid. *Rolls eyes* Didn’t work, did it? Nope.
As always, comment and your fellow fictional man will get laid. You’ll be going all mankind a wonderful favor.
Love ya! ^_^
Comment/Review
X-posted to Http://xfetish_kittenx.livejournl.com and AFF.net